Damn!
I’ve done it again!
Another damned tear has leaked from my eye and run down my wrinkled cheek.
It doesn’t happen often, just whenever the rest of the world makes me remember!
Making me remember dead friends and relatives from the days of my youth
American Flag – pic by Roger Sayles via Flickr
A remembrance of VietNam veterans. My lost Friends.
I wrote the attached article years ago, out of frustration and anger, more than any thing else.
I had just had an argument with a friend over Vietnam and it had turned into a conflict between someone with personal scars and someone who not only had no clue what the word VietNam, invokes in some of my generation, they just don’t care.
Anyway, writing the words down made me feel better at the time and I keep it stored on my sub-domain on HubPages.
It is not a popular article, and never has been to the general reading public.
But these men, in my article were friends and relatives of mine and they are always just below the surface of my consciousness, these wasted souls.
Click on the link below to read my article.
by Don Bobbitt
MEANDERINGS of DON BOBBITT 